Monday, September 26, 2011

The Bucket List

It's funny, I always thought I was too young to have a bucket list. Then this weekend, I had an epiphany of sorts when I realized that I couldn't do something I had always wanted to do. I immediately thought it was something I couldn't cross off my bucket list, and it was then that I decided I have one; a bucket list, that is.

I was in NYC over the weekend and I had always wanted to take a spin around the dance floor of the famed Rainbow Room at 30 Rockefeller Plaza. This would have been the perfect weekend. My Guy and I, in New York City, celebrating our one year anniversary and what better way to cap off the celebration? But we couldn't.

The Rainbow Room closed in 2009 and my dreams of a romantic dance on the storied dance floor where Sinatra, Ellington and other greats performed were killed. Now what am I to do? I just decided that this was a "bucket list" item, and now it may never happen. I've got to hold out hope that someone, some day will restore the Rainbow Room to its former glory and that I am still of sound mind and body to take a spin on the dance floor. Only then,I can cross that one off the list.

Then I got to thinking, if I have this "Bucket List" with one item that won't be going anywhere anytime soon, what else would be on there? Lots of things came to mind, but nothing I could really put down on paper. I thought about a lot of things that I already did, and realized that they might have been items for the list, had I not already done them.

Then it came to me.
And don't laugh, it's my list, remember?

Sometimes I like to listen to big band music on my iPod. I don't have much on my play lists, but when I do hear it, I find myself closing my eyes and keeping with the music; conducting the instruments, I guess you could call it. I think I'd like to conduct an orchestra in front of an audience.

Should I make this a bucket list item? And if I do, how do I go about making the dream a reality? This is all new to me, and I'm all-of-a sudden fascinated with the idea.

Do you have a Bucket List bloggers? And if so, what have you crossed off the list.


MarkD60 said...

It's sad that something on your bucket list is no longer available, kind of like an animal becoming extinct.
The lesson is, don't wait for later, do it now!

Here on this island, things are kind of like that. If you're in the store, and see a chair you like, you think, "I'm gonna come back and get one of those". When you come back they are all gone...

sybil law said...

I don't really have a bucket list - well except for Dave Grohl. Ha
I have no clue how you'd go about conducting an orchestra, and I used to play violin. Uh, check some local music schools? Berklee?

Heff said...

Isn't life IN GENERAL a bucket list ?

Do what you CAN, don't worry about what you CAN'T.

Scope said...

I completed my bucket list the day I married Cora. Everything else is gravy.

the walking man said...

You go find a band that plays swing (It was not just a nineties come back thing)tell the leader your dream and if he doesn't let you do it I'll bet on the Yankees.

My bucket list consists of two things Go to bed breathing and wake my ass up the same way. Everything in between is an adventure of one kind or another.

Prior to that term ever coming into common language I wrote my own epitaph twenty years ago..."The son of a bitch had a life and he lived it."

Candy's daily Dandy said...

WOW! I'm amazed and touched by each and every one of you!

Such eloquent and amazing responses. It is an interesting concept, that elicits some wonderful emotions.

Thank you so much for sharing.<3

Cora said...

Oh jeez. Scope just made me blush. Yes, really. Isn't he LOVELY????

*le sigh*

My bucket list? I would like Scope and I to take Wednesday to see England one day. Not anytime soon, mind you, because we have PLENTY of more important things to do right now. But one day.

As for conducting an orchestra, I think The Walking Man has the right idea: ask, tell them it's your dream, make sad puppy dog eyes, and they are sure to say okay. But I SOOOOOOOOO want to see pictures of it when (WHEN!) you do it. Deal?